The year is based off the ancient belief that about 7000 years ago their planet & race was spawned from the love between a comet & a supernova.

A galactic lovefest that exploded all over the place and created a single life form.

The life form was known as Greg. In their artworks of him he kinda looks like 2Mex.

He had two unique powers. He could eat mountains & shit stars, & he could eat stars & shit mountains. The story says Greg was impregnated by some rebellious dark matter that was passing through the cosmos on a home made asteroid. Dark matter that wouldn’t live by anyone else’s rules. This was the beginning as so say he.

The overwhelming majority no longer believes this to be true, but old superstitions die hard.

And changing all of the calendars now would just be a pain in the neck.

But shhhh!. We don’t wanna anger the science guys. They’ll stick you like a guinea pig!